P ki hone ke bawjood mummy Ab south ki aurton ki tarah baalon mein phoolon ka gajra pehenti thi jo shaam ko unke wapis aate waqt gayab hota tha ya fir...bas baalon mein gajre ka dhaaga aur thode se phool phanse reh jaate they jab bhi main apne dost ke yahan jati thi to mummy ki sandal Rajesh ke ghar ke bahar padhi milti thi kaafi din baad ek din jab main ghar laut rahi thi to dekha ki rajesh colony se baahar road waale dustbin mein ek thail I (polybag) Daalne aaya hai usne wo thaili door se hi. ?Go away Hanson you have done enough,? she chided. ?Fetch a warm towel and wipe me girl.?Lady Margaret sat with her skirt raised and knees spread waiting for the maid to wipe her quim and thighs, ?I am afraid Hanson was more potent than I imagined.??Have you been fucking the butler Madam,? Bessie gasped.?No you stupid girl, he has been fucking me,? she snapped. I could scarce believe her forthrightness and lack of decorum.Poor Bessie blushed crimson. ?Oh!? she replied in shocked surprise.?Has. And now to that other little problem that I mentioned a few moments ago. Father Murphy sent for me earlier today and took me up to his study. He asked me to take a seat on his sofa before he sat down beside me. He then explained just how concerned he and the Mother Superior are about my mental well being and how he wanted to ensure that I understood that my current state is not my fault and that I shouldn't look upon it as anything other than a blessing. I replied that I was finding it hard,. By now we're on the Living Room floor and I ask him if he can help me back into my wheelchair. 'Of course baby, that one of the hottest blowjobs I've ever had". That's the best cock I've tasted for years, certainly the biggest since a lover before I got married. His name was Paul and he was a friend of my Dad who started fucking me when I was 15. Mom had ran off with another man when I was 13. She was quite a whore herself. She left all her clothes, so Dad would have me dress up for him. I love.